NUMBERS

Wake up in the morning take a dose of the medicine

How is you my friend but you be acting like my enemy

I got my eyes open I just see through all the jealousy

I got out of situations what the fuck you telling me

Big bag, I'm chasing that big bag brother (bruh)

Big bag, I'm chasing them real stacks brother (bruh)

I heard you getting mad 'coz you see she got my number

I feel like a mathematician playing with the numbers

Don't play with my numbers turn your ass to a runner

I got too many wishes like that nigga Timmy Turner (Boy)

I just wish I could tell the real ones from all of them fakes (damn)